Overlord of the Wilderness

Fang Caiying and Feng Tongming never expected Fu Songcheng to suddenly approach and strike up a conversation.

While the two women were slightly taken aback, Fu Songcheng chuckled again. He produced a snow-white Feather Fan and waved it dashingly. "You two junior sisters must be here for the Six Eastern Countries’ rookie warm-up match, right? Heh, I don’t think your Wei Kingdom is very strong. How about this? When the competition starts, come sit next to me. Let your Brother Fu here give you a few pointers. I guarantee you’ll be able to defeat your opponents..."

Fu Songcheng rambled on, causing Wei Jingtian and Xuli Long, who were standing nearby, to frown deeply.

"Hehehehe! Senior Brother Fu is absolutely right. Junior sisters, Senior Brother Fu’s cultivation has already reached the Middle Stage of the Martial Arts Ninth Layer, and his combat power is comparable to a Late-stage Martial Arts Ninth Layer expert. With his guidance, you’ll surely be able to defeat your opponents," a young man from the Moon Country chimed in, echoing Fu Songcheng.

"That’s right, that’s right." Another young expert from the Moon Country glanced contemptuously at Wei Jingtian, Xuli Long, and Zhaang Ye, saying, "The strongest person from your Wei Kingdom is just Wei Jingtian. Among the Younger Generation, Wei Jingtian is only ranked seventeenth. But Senior Brother Fu is a great expert ranked in the top five. With his guidance, you two junior sisters will definitely make a name for yourselves in the Six Eastern Countries."

"Hehehehe, you should indeed interact with us more," another young man added with a snicker.

The few young experts from the Moon Country spoke as if Wei Jingtian, Xuli Long, and Zhaang Ye weren’t even there, saying whatever they pleased. Even with Wei Jingtian and Xuli Long’s good composure, their faces changed drastically at the young men’s words, and their fists clenched so hard they cracked.

Fang Caiying and Feng Tongming’s expressions also shifted slightly. They were both geniuses of their generation. Despite their exceptional beauty, no one had ever dared to speak so frivolously to them. Now, with these young experts from the Moon Country chiming in one after another, it was clear they were being harassed. How could they possibly endure this?

Fang Caiying’s face fell. "Fu Songcheng, stay away from me!"

Wei Jingtian also spoke up in a heavy voice, "Senior Brother Fu, we are all disciples of the True Hall. Isn’t it inappropriate for you to act like this?"

Fu Songcheng didn’t even lift his eyelids. He burst into laughter. "Hahahaha! Wei Jingtian, you are mistaken! Since we’re all from the True Hall, it’s a gesture of harmony and friendship for me, Fu Songcheng, to proactively offer guidance to these two junior sisters! What’s so inappropriate about that? Hehehehe!"

A murderous glint flashed in Wei Jingtian’s and Xuli Long’s eyes. However, they both knew Fu Songcheng’s status was not ordinary, so they couldn’t help but feel apprehensive and didn’t dare to actually make a move.

Seeing that Wei Jingtian and Xuli Long didn’t dare to act, Fu Songcheng grew even more brazen. In a flash, he moved to block Fang Caiying and Feng Tongming’s path. A wicked smile touched his lips as he was about to speak.

Just then, a cold voice suddenly rang out. "Scram!"

Along with the voice, Fu Songcheng felt the space behind him suddenly tremble as an immense force rushed at him from the rear. This power was both tyrannical and abrupt; if it were to strike him, he would spend the rest of his life bedridden.

"Who!"

Fu Songcheng never imagined someone would dare to attack him in the middle of the street. He roared in anger, his Feather Fan suddenly sweeping behind him to slam directly into the incoming force.

BOOM!

The force was astonishingly tyrannical. Even with Fu Songcheng’s strength as a Middle-stage Martial Arts Ninth Layer cultivator, he couldn’t completely neutralize it. The blast sent him flying more than a hundred feet forward, knocking over a dozen pedestrians before he finally stopped. His dashing, distinguished image was instantly shattered.

’What terrifying power! Who in the world attacked me?!’ Fu Songcheng, shocked and furious, spun around to see a youth in green robes standing tall in the middle of the street. An aura that was both domineering and sharp radiated from him. The green-robed youth was staring at him coldly, and that emotionless gaze sent a chill down Fu Songcheng’s spine.

This green-robed youth was, of course, Zhaang Ye. He had been walking ahead the whole time and, hearing Fu Songcheng’s endless prattling, had attacked without a word. If Fu Songcheng’s reaction had been even slightly slower, despite his formidable cultivation, Zhaang Ye would have crippled him.

"How dare you attack Senior Brother Fu! You’ve got some nerve, kid!" At that moment, a young expert from the Moon Country stepped in front of Zhaang Ye and said contemptuously, "A mere Early-stage Martial Arts Ninth Layer cultivator daring to attack Senior Brother Fu! Kid, do you even know how to spell the word ’death’?"

As he spoke, the man reached out to grab Zhaang Ye’s shoulder.

Lately, Zhaang Ye had been silently comprehending the slash and the punch within the blade tip. Influenced by the Sword Intent and Fist Intent, his personality had unknowingly changed, becoming much more domineering and his actions more direct. Seeing his opponent actually try to grab his shoulder, Zhaang Ye’s brow twitched slightly, and he said in a low voice, "You’re courting death!"

As he spoke, Zhaang Ye’s shoulder suddenly moved, ramming forward like a meteor.

After being tempered by Ancient Dragon Power and Ancient Elephant Power, Zhaang Ye’s body was far tougher than an ordinary person’s; his physical strength alone was no less than two million jin. When Zhaang Ye’s shoulder struck, the power in his body erupted like a flash flood. The young expert from the Moon Country was caught completely off guard and scared out of his wits.

ROAR!

The young man from Moon Country let out a great roar and forcibly retracted his descending hand. At the same time, he twisted his body and retreated with lightning speed.

His reaction was fast enough, but he had still underestimated Zhaang Ye’s methods. Zhaang Ye’s arm suddenly shot up, and he casually sent out a slash!

Self-Created Combat Skill—Cloud-Breaking Slash!

After several months of cultivation, Zhaang Ye’s comprehension of Sword Intent had deepened. The sudden execution of his Cloud-Breaking Slash was like a meteor from beyond the heavens, possessing an indescribable realm of its own.

CRACK! The Martial Arts Ninth Layer youth from Moon Country was instantly struck on the shoulder by Zhaang Ye’s slash and sent flying like a sack of grain. After flying for forty to fifty zhang, he slammed violently into a wall, blood spewing from his mouth. He was clearly severely injured.

Fu Songcheng was greatly shocked, and the other young experts from the Moon Country were stunned. They never would have imagined that Zhaang Ye could send a great expert of the Martial Arts Ninth Layer flying in the blink of an eye. Although the young man from the Moon Country had been a bit careless when he attacked, he was still a great expert of the Martial Arts Ninth Layer. To be so miserably defeated by Zhaang Ye in a single exchange was simply too hard to accept.

Wei Jingtian, Xuli Long, Fang Caiying, and Feng Tongming were also astonished. They knew Zhaang Ye’s strength was formidable, but they hadn’t expected him to be able to so casually send a Martial Arts Ninth Layer expert flying. Such an ability already surpassed that of a Middle-stage Martial Arts Ninth Layer expert!

"Good, good, good! To think that not only has Your Excellency’s cultivation reached the Martial Arts Ninth Layer, but you are also a Body Refining expert. It seems I, Fu Songcheng, misjudged you today. However, you have struck someone from our Moon Country. You must give me an explanation today, or you can forget about ever leaving Great Rong City!" Fu Songcheng suddenly took a step forward, his aura locking onto Zhaang Ye from a distance.

How could Zhaang Ye show any weakness? Not only did he not retreat, he took a step forward, pressing toward Fu Songcheng.

"Ha! Experts from the Wei Kingdom True Hall and the Moon Country True Hall are fighting!"

"Where? Quick, let’s go see!"

"Heh, Martial Arts Ninth Layer experts fighting in the street. I’ve got to see this."

"Huh? Isn’t that Fu Songcheng, the number one expert of the Moon Country’s younger generation? Who’s the other guy? Judging by his aura, he’s not any weaker than Fu Songcheng!"

...

This was a main street with many Martial Artists coming and going. The standoff between Zhaang Ye and Fu Songcheng on the street instantly attracted the attention of over a thousand people, and the crowd of onlookers soon packed the street so tightly that not even a drop of water could pass.

Zhaang Ye was a man of resolute will; no number of spectators could affect him. He ignored the crowd of watching Martial Artists and walked toward Fu Songcheng step by step. With every step he took, the ground trembled, and with every step, his aura grew a bit stronger.

’This man’s aura is so domineering! It’s like that of an ancient Saint Emperor; an ordinary person wouldn’t even have the will to fight in his presence!’ Fu Songcheng was slightly startled when he sensed Zhaang Ye’s aura. However, Fu Songcheng was, after all, a great expert at the Middle Stage of the Martial Arts Ninth Layer, while Zhaang Ye, no matter how amazing his performance, was still only at the Early Stage of the Martial Arts Ninth Layer. Therefore, though surprised, Fu Songcheng was not flustered. He circulated the True Qi within his body, and an even more powerful aura instantly surged out to counter Zhaang Ye’s domineering presence from afar.

"Zhaang Ye!" A faint white light suffused Fu Songcheng’s body, making him look as if he were bathed in moonlight. He stared at the approaching Zhaang Ye and said coldly, "Today, I, Fu Songcheng, will make you cough up blood within ten moves to avenge my companion."

A faint, mocking smile touched the corner of Zhaang Ye’s mouth. He didn’t pause his steps in the slightest, continuing to press forward one step at a time.

As Zhaang Ye drew closer step by step, his vast and domineering aura grew stronger and stronger, becoming almost tangible. For all his arrogance, Fu Songcheng hadn’t expected Zhaang Ye’s aura to be so astonishing. His expression immediately grew solemn, and under the impetus of his True Qi, the Feather Fan in his hand began to emit waves of white light.

Just as the two were about to clash and test their strength, an aged voice echoed from afar: "This old man is Ninth Elder Chuxi of the Great Rong Country True Hall. People of the Moon Country and Wei Kingdom True Halls, listen well! Private duels are forbidden within Great Rong City. If anyone violates this rule, this old man will personally intervene to capture and punish you!"

The speaker’s Powerful Qi was deeply contained, yet it made the entire street tremble faintly. He was unexpectedly an expert at the Peak of the Martial Arts Ninth Layer. No matter how arrogant Zhaang Ye and Fu Songcheng were, their expressions couldn’t help but change slightly upon hearing the warning from the Ninth Elder of the Great Rong Country True Hall. The two exchanged a glance, each took several steps back, and ended the impending battle.

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